It's totally normal for me to be sitting in the middle of room listening to REO Speedwagon while wearing Sam's letterman jacket that he had left at my house. And it's completely normal for me to be sitting her with my nose pressed to the collar smelling the cologne he used.

My jacket is still in you room, right? - Sam

It is. Mom would kill me if I left again though. Bring it to you in the morning? - Ems

Yeah, that's fine. Oh, Stevie and Stacy need dropped of tomorrow. That alright? - Sam

That's fine. Gracie will be happy. - Ems

I left the conversation open, not really knowing if he would respond back. A knock on my door jarred me from my thoughts and I cleared my throat before telling the person to come in.

"Dalton," I half screamed, afraid of waking up Grace, and ran towards him to hug him. "What're you doing here? I thought you didn't get out until Friday." Dalton was my older brother of three years. He was a sophomore in college studying captive wildlife care and education in Maine. He had always loved animals and now he was working towards his goal. "Class got cancelled so I came home. They wanted to show the animals to some prospective students for next semester. Plus mom sounded really bad last night and now I now why." His jaw was set and his eyes held that glare that he had held my freshman year of high school when one of his friends tried to hit on me in front of him. "Who's jacket?"

"Oh, um, Sam's. He left it here, I was just seeing how one would fit if I even ended up dating a football player."

"So you aren't guys together?"

"Of course not. We're friends." He smiled slightly at that before setting his face back into its glare. "Can we talk about something?" Usually I could tell Dalton anything, but right now with everything going on, I was afraid to bring up Glee Club.

"Sure. What's up?" He made himself comfortable on my bed and I sat down in front of him, hands fiddling in my lap.

"Sam wants me to join Glee Club and I want to, but I'm worried about spending so much time away from her with everything going on."

"Do you want to do it?" He was looking up at me now, having laid down on his side, his head supported by a hand.

"I, uh, yeah, I do."

"Then do it, Lulu. Don't worry about mom and Gracie so much. You can't take away every single burden that's thrown toward our family. Do something for yourself for once. Hell, go shake up some drama in that Glee Club. God knows Berry would love that."

"I'm sure she'd kill me if I ever tried to take away her precious spotlight."

"Do it. I'd love to see her throw one of her fits because someone else got a solo instead of her." I laughed and looked back down at my lap for a moment before breaking I let my face break into a smile. "What?"

"Nothing. I'm just thinking about how long I should make Sam wait to know my final answer." He smirked a little and then laughed along with me.

"A week tops. Figure out something to sing for your audition, Lulu." He patted one of my knees after sitting up and pressed a chaste kiss to my forehead before leaving my room to go to Gracelyn's. I'm guessing after he had pressed a kiss to her forehead she had woken up, because I could now hear screaming coming from that direction.

I shrugged Sam's jacket off my body and hung it back over my desk chair, then sat down in front of my laptop. I logged onto Skype and smiled when I saw Kurt was on and clicked on his name, hoping he wasn't already talking to Mercedes or involved in some kind of activity with Blaine.

"Hey, Lu," Kurt said from my speakers and I smiled at him as I noticed Blaine in the background reading a book.

"Hey, Kurt. And hi, Blaine," I said laughing when Blaine's head popped up in surprise when I said his name. He smiled and waved before going back to his book.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just been thinking about some stuff."

"Care to let me in on that stuff?"

"I would cause then you'd just tell Mercedes and then it'd be everywhere. I'm not ready for that yet." He frowned lightly before forcing a small smile back on his face.

"You know I wouldn't do that to you." I tried smiling back to him, but it didn't work and soon a few tears were dripping down my face. "Oh, Lu, what's going on over there?"

"Parents…divorce…dad slapped…so pathetic…" I was full on crying now and I could only make out parts of what I was saying, so I'm sure it was not better for Kurt.

"Why haven't you said something?"

"I thought it would get better," I finally said when I gained control of my tears and had been able to stop.

"Have you told Sam?" He knew as well as I did that I was developing feelings for the blonde jock and I smiled a little and nodded.

"Told him earlier after I came home and found out things." I wiped the tears that were still lingering under my eyes and leaned over to get a tissue, giving Kurt plain view of the letterman's jacket that was hanging on the chair.

"Emmylou, is that Sam Evans letterman jacket? Am I not getting told something?" He eyebrows were raised slightly and I noticed that Blaine was now paying more attention to our conversation.

"He left it here. No big deal. Neither of us noticed until I was back home and I wasn't driving back to his place again just to give it to him." He frowned at that, probably hoping for some real action.

"Mercedes mentioned something about Sam saying you might be joining New Directions. Is that true?"

"Sam asked me to. I'm still thinking about it. I doubt Mr. Shue or Rachel would be happy if I asked to join in the middle of the year."

"They wouldn't mind. Just promise me that if you join that you fight for some solos."

"Of course I will." He kept sneaking looks back at Blaine and I started typing a message to him.

How're things with Blaine, I asked.

The same as always. Dapper and everything. It just seems like nothing is going to change, Kurt typed back and I frowned.

It may change. Just give it a little more time, I said and he sighed before nodding.

"I'm going to go. Need some sleep so I can deal with three children under the age of ten and Sam tomorrow." He laughed whole heartedly at that and smiled at me. "Night, guys."

"Night," Kurt and Blaine said in unison before I closed out of the video and then logged out. I leaned back and groaned a little before sitting back up and opening my iTunes to look for possible songs for my audition for New Directions. I dragged a few songs from the eighties into a discrete play list before searching through some newer songs. I smiled when I click on a song that I knew had to be my audition song.

So I had decided to join New Directions and I couldn't wait to make Sam sweat it out a little bit before finally asking him to play guitar for me while I sang.


So I decided to post this earlier that I had intended. I was going to wait until I finished my homeschool courses, but I'm impatient and everything. :]

Let me know what you think in a review. And I probably won't post again until I finish my english course, but who really knows, I'm inspired right now.